Whilst part of what we
perceive comes through our senses from the object before us, another part
(and it may be the larger part) always comes out of our own mind.~William
James

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JROCK

Born a premature moonchild in a
town called Valentine

Childhood spent in the splendid cowboy
country of Wyoming, USA. I was socialized by my father and three older
brothers, so learned how to hunt, ride, swear like a sailor, shoot a
mean basket, and cowboy up when things get tough. From my earliest memory
they all treated me as a brainiac and as an equal, while still celebrating
my femininity. Trust me, I celebrate my femininity.

ComputerDon't leave home
without it . . . . if you want to know more about my protogeek side, click
here.

Books Confessed bibliophile.
I read cookbooks and technomanuals like other people read novels. Now if
I could just find a way to cook with my hard drive I would be in heaven.
(Yes, I am very domestic. However, no one shall ever domesticate me.)
Favorite books? Wow, that could be a book in itself, but off the top of my
head: Stranger In A Strange Land, Five Smooth Stones, Between A Rock And
A Hard Place, Midnight In The Garden Of Good and Evil, Fear Nothing, The
Dune series, The Lord of the Rings series, Mary Stewart's Arthurian series,
The Falcon And The Snowman, And The Band Played On, anything by Keith Thompson,
and basically even the backs of cereal boxes. I will throw out my lingerie
before I would toss out my books... well ok, maybe I would have to think
about that one . . .

Left
home when
I was 16 years old and ran off to New York City to become a famous artist.
Since someone already beat me to the job, I embarked on what has become (to
paraphrase the Grateful Dead), a long, strange trip.

Things
I groove onthe aurora borealis, stones and bones and dirt and chert,
paper, pens, inks, top of the line sable brushes, the smell
of turpentine and linseed oil, the smell of rain on dirt, the
rainbow in trouts, basketball, chess, the full moon over the
Wind River Mountains in the winter, the velvet softness of a
horse's upper lip, NYC, the ocean at midnight, music, living
in a tent in the middle of nowhere, gourmet cooking over a campfire,
laughing, laughing, laughing, smart people, creative people,
funny people, swords, Michel Foucault, William James, falcons,
riding bareback, irony, mavericks, Jessica Lange, very
dry Bombay martinis with 2 olives and just a moment of
silence for the vermouth, antique maps, Stephen Hawking,
Sigmund Freud, psychoneuroimmunology, anything Persian,
the way you can actually see glitter in the air from the ice
crystals when it is Wyoming mountain cold, tigers, Carl Jung,
UFOlogy, people who are not afraid to speak out and take
the consequences, conversations at o'dark-thirty when the rest
of the world is asleep . . .compassion.

Things
I have been
broke (poor is a state of mind), an unwed teenage mother, the source
of controversy, in a wheelchair, loved, hated, wondered about, happy,
grief stricken, an AIDS advocate and educator, bewitched
bothered and bewildered, never ashamed of anything I have ever done,
only ashamed if I did not learn from it.

Favorite
movies
The Mission, Lawrence of Arabia, Close Encounters, To Wong Fu, Operation
Petticoat, The Electric Horseman, Wizard of Oz, Don Juan De Marco,
Philadelphia, Glory, Sophie's Choice, A Fish Called Wanda, Amazon
Women From The Moon, Dr. Zhivago, Children Of A Lesser God,
Mad Max, any Denzel Washington movie, The Princess Bride, any Kevin
Spacey movie, The Bird Cage, Contact, Excalibur, any Tracy/Hepburn
movie,The Horse Whisperer, any Morgan Freeman movie, Out of Africa,
any Star Trek, Casablanca, Planet Of The Apes, Highlander, any Carey
Grant movie, The Long Riders, any Fred Astair movie, and any
Clint Eastwood western, Bull Durham.

Personal
philosophy
That which does not bore me makes me stranger.

There you have
it
a superficial glimpse of the woman behind the work. Superficial because I
have left out what I feel are the most important secrets to really knowing
any other human being. . .what makes them laugh, what makes them
cry, and what makes them feel loved. Those I do not share
freely.